Roni

Chapter Thirty Three

"Are you sure you don't want to switch?" Regina slyly comments as her stern eyes study Emma's movements intently.

"I'm sure. Do you not trust me?" She playfully questions focusing her eyes on the task at hand.

"I do...it's just...I like it a certain way," the mayor shrugs her shoulders, redirecting her attention back down.

"I know how you like it, my majesty," the savior mocks, hoping that the nickname will ignite the fire she is head over heels in love with.

"I know," the brunette mutters mostly to herself and Emma knows all too well that her girlfriend still has a hard time letting go of her need to control everything. Emma also knows, that Regina has never had anyone ever take care of her and do something for her without expecting something in return. Suddenly, full, wet, velvety lips press into Emma's cheek distracting her from her wandering thoughts and duty. "I'm glad you stayed last night."

She flashes her girlfriend the cheesiest smile she can muster up, craning her neck to meet those enchanting eyes. "Me too! I miss waking up next to you. I hate leaving so early in the morning to poof back home."

"Em, the eggs."

"Shit!" Emma quickly pulls the pan from the burner as she flips the handle off. "That was all your fault. You distracted me," she sternly scolds before Regina has the chance to yell at her and say, I told you so.

"Mmmhmmm," she hums to herself as she sways back to the counter to finish chopping the fruit.

"Your egg whites are fine. Maybe another minute and then we would've had a problem, but these are fine," the flustered blonde attempts to convince Regina as she pushes the eggs onto both of their plates.

"Okay, dear." She smiles that overly smug smirk and kisses Emma's cheek once more, but the blonde just roll her eyes and breathes out a groan instead of arguing.

Regina decorates the plates with fruit while Emma pours them both a cup of coffee. Together they make their way to the kitchen table and sit down for breakfast as a couple. Maybe Emma doesn't entirely mean to, but she breathes out a heavy sigh after a moment of silence.

"Is something wrong?" Regina asks before she even has a chance to pick up her fork to eat.

"No," she confirms as a small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth. "It's just, we work together as teammates. We made breakfast together."

"Yes, it was rather domesticated," she admits through a husky laugh inspiring Emma's smile to stretch even wider.

"Yes. Hook and I never worked like that together. I always cooked all the meals while he waited to eat. At first, it was fine. I wanted to help because the man had only one hand, but as time passed, I think I ended up resenting him for small things like that."

Regina quietly listens intently, allowing Emma to express her feelings comfortably. When she understands that she is finished, the mayor offers her girlfriend a weak smile.

"Em, I always thought you were too good for Hook. Honestly, I just wanted you to be happy in life. Whether that's with me or not. When I was cursed as Roni, I would always stare at your beautiful smile and wonder to myself, is that smile because of me? Does her husband make her smile like that? Now that I have my memories back and I really know you, I know in my heart, you have never smiled the way you do now. You know I'm not one to express my feelings but..." she sighs heavily and finds interest down at her untouched plate. "...sometimes at night, I watch you sleep. You're so peaceful as you sleep with a permanent smile on your lips. I know it's because of us and I know we are truly happy."